Past tundra of long drifted snows
On moons that circle Jupiter,
A harlot’s spirit wakes to stir
In valleys where the black rose grows.
The silent solar wind there blows
Against the soaring mountain crags,
That huddle like stupendous hags
In valleys where the black rose grows.
Strange spooling wind dissention sows
Across the moon’s pale purple tints,
From great seas to huge continents,
In valleys where the black rose grows.
And no eyes watch her when she goes,
That harlot who retains her charms,
Who sports gold bracelets on her arms,
In valleys where the black rose grows.
And none discern her joys or woes
On tundra where pale spirits spin,
Within this cold oblivion,
In valleys where the black rose grows.
Stone monuments in staggered rows
Lurch high above that snowy plain,
Within this harlot’s cold domain,
In valleys where the black rose grows.
In methane ice her old chateaus
Long locked since first the world was new,
Though still served by her retinue
In valleys where the black rose grows.
Now seeming flesh and blood she shows
Her loveliness in her red gown,
Her hair in twining ringlets brown,
In valleys where the black rose grows.
Her lip rings brass, and on her toes
Jade rings of turquoise, black and green,
Her cheeks a pleasant blushing sheen,
In valleys where the black rose grows.
And who may say, and who still knows
That any flower’s bloom may swell,
Within this frozen, icy hell,
In valleys where the black rose grows.
Please tell me what you think
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This is a pure delight to recite aloud! I love the rhyme scheme! By keeping the rhyme the same in L1 and 4 of each stanza really ties the poem together. Bravo!
Love,
Amera♥
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Wistful and beautiful with a haunting refrain line
Good stuff
Jeff
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WOW! This is amazing, and I wonder what your inspiration was. I love the repetition of "where the black rose grows". The cadence and the imagery are outstanding.
Is this pure fantasy or is it from an old legend?
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Stunning.
this was indeed a rare treat.
Your repetition was beautifully done, lending an air of mystery to the entire piece.
I must say, it left much to my imagination, and for that, i am grateful.
Keep up the good work!
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Ethereal Treat
A very enjoyable read with a great rhyming scheme and repeating stanza as others have noted. The poem's craftsmanship is evident. It paints an alien feeling that the sci-fi geek within enjoys greatly.
Jack
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I loved the repetition of the last line in each stanza, and the rhyme scheme as well. Beautifully worded, written, and also this had beautiful imagery. Nice write, keep it up!
-Sadien
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Liked it, really liked it, zeebee ... another excellent poem.
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As usual, amazing! I love the repetition of "In valleys where the black rose grows."
Great job!
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